Following a near death experience in the last fixture against our ever amiable foes, skipper for the night Rob Green decided to call the Solicitors in, just in case, god forbid, it happened again. The Aspidistra I leave to Simon, with his ever green fingers. My 20 year old box I leave to the club kit. The ability to lose a crucial toss against a league cricketer riddled Sportsmen team, I pass with thanks to George Dawes.

Toss lost (heads ffs) Fitmen asked to chase leather for 90 minutes against very talented batsmen. In the knowledge that LBW was off the menu (perhaps we should suggest Pub Cricket - play 25 and retire., 2 overs each, no LBW’s to bring the fun back) the openers set about smashing Ash and Sharif to all parts. Poor ground fielding didn’t help. Guy bowled superbly, as always and grabbed the wicket of one with a good catch pouched by Tucker. But that was about it.

One’s turned into 4’s with gay abandon. Only 2 catches dropped and 2 LBW’s not given – pah. Very good batting lead to a Mamouth 205-3 off 20. An obstructing the ball wicket was the low light.

When Jonesy, Tucker and Howarth all fell for 2 runs amongst them, the 206 target was always going to be difficult. All the Sportsmen bowlers were dangerous. Their fielding exemplary. What a team. If only we could draw on such talent. However we get, Gavlar, Martin and Sharif! Combined age of 137. combined partnerships of 97. That was the middle order waggle.
Gav caught by an excellent catch. Martin fingered by Howarth – collapsed thigh apparently. Sharif 33 not out. Guy and Rob Nutt cameos apart. 127 for 7. 78 runs short.